Chapter Nine
Dear Mr. Boogeyman,
I am afraid this is starting to become a bad habit, but I must apologize for not writing sooner. But you can't exactly blame me for not writing. I am rather busy here at the Guardianship. I might have remembered to write sooner if you would also write back! Though I have to confess, I actually have been writing to someone else. Don't panic or anything! I didn't reveal anything to this person. I was just getting a little lonely and wanted to write to someone I knew would write back. I managed to get a post office box for him this person to write me back. So you can be rest assured that my friend will never know anything about the Guardianship.
As for updates here, nothing really exciting has happened since the incident with Sep. Pete and I have recovered quite nicely from that incident and are rolling along with our assignments. Mr. Black says we're one of the best junior agents he's ever seen! And that's must be something ace if Mr. Black says it. He's kinda hard to please, to be honest. Mr. North isn't that hard to please. As long as we're putting effort into our work, he's happy. Mr. Black? Eh, not so much.
Oh did I mention we moved locations once again? I wonder if it will be like this when we actually become agents. All this running around is too familiar. I would like to catch a break. It's all fun at the beginning, but it gets tiring to be always on your toes. It's starting to remind me of how things were back in London. Which… I'm fairly certain you know all about that. I have to admit it frustrates me that I don't know how much you know about me. Have you dug through my records? I have made quite the impression with the coppers. None good, but you already knew that, didn't you? So that brings up another question, if you knew all that about me, why did you pick me as a Guardian? Do you think pick-pockets like me can make good agents? I think you must be quite mad… But then again, Mr. Black seems to think I've got something. We will just have to wait and see, right?
Ah, I almost forgot. Tomorrow is our final exam as students. Mr. North says that if we pass, we will finally become true junior agents. I have to say I'm quite nervous about it, but Pete says we'll both do great. PJ and Nana seem to feel pretty confident as well. I'm sure you will wish me luck even though the results will probably be in by the time you get this letter?
Well, I'm afraid I must cut this letter short. Tabitha insisted that we have a small party of sorts to encourage ourselves before the exam or something like that. I didn't plan on attending… but apparently Mr. Black decided to supervise us and offered to bring some soda pop. And well, I can't resist pop. I hope he'll bring a bloody bunch of flavors. I could really use some. I haven't had any since that time back in Russia.
Until the next letter then.
Jack Frost
Author's Note: Hey there. XD It's been a loooong time, I'm afraid. College is keeping me very busy, but I try to keep writing when I have the chance. I apologize that this is a short chapter. :( I was originally going to make this longer, but decided it would work better if I did it in the next chapter. I'm afraid you will have to wait a bit on that.., though it shouldn't be too long! I'm hoping to get it done this weekend and post it next week along with a chapter for Save Me Now (my other RotG fanfic, if you have the chance, please check it out and let me know what you think!)
I am also working on editing the first chapter, so please keep an eye out for when I do. I apologize that it's taking so bloody long... College life, you know? But your reviews, follows, and favorites motivate me to keep working hard! Thanks for reading! I really do appreciate it. :)
Welp... that's all for now. Please be a dear and leave a review to let me know how I'm doing with this story. XD I'm really excited about the upcoming chapters. Hoping for lots more action so look out! ;) Ta-ta my beloved readers!
(It's waaaay past my bed-time so please excuse my jittery excitement on posting this chapter. XD)